"And, No! Don't Change The Subject. 'Cause You're My Favorite Subject. My Sweet, Subbsisive Subject.

IBVS WEEK

DAY FIvE: Falling

@onebizarrekai

Warnings: attempt at suicide

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Maybe Edward Quinten, School King, had everything. He had ladies, a good family, popularity, and he didn't have many problems.

But the thing is, with popularity, and high school drama, he could never be himself. He couldn't be who he was as a kid. He liked make believe. That was his shit as a kid.

And he wanted to be a kid again. Actaully he didnt want to be here. Because despite becoming the thing he despised, he hated mean people. He hated the cruel way everyone worked. He hated how hypocritical he was and he hated himself. He hated everything.

And as time passed, With Nevin and Isaac, he realised he could never have everything. He was used to getting what he wanted. Because no one ever said no to him. He always had this mindset that he should be the best.

But once he was the best it was hard to come down. It was like a drug he was addicted to and didn't like it. But addiction was addiction. It'd hard to stop.

He hated himself. He hated the world. He didn't wanna exist. He built a bomb. He was in class. It was set to go off. Drew, Nevin's brother was also in that class. And when it went off, it was Drew who caught Edward and pushed him away from the edge. And then the building collapsed. Edward regretted it. He really did. Maybe he didn't want to die. His strings came in handy. But he couldn't catch Drew or anyone else in time. So he justed watched them. He was now worried about them. His friends. His crush. And this small scared boy he help save him.

He wouldn't admit it. He was careful. But he checked up on Drew in secret when Nevin was at Chris'. Drew was fine. It was nice of Edward to do that. He had also checked up on Isaac.

But he still wanted to die.

I mean I just joined and I'm like 5 seasons in but I exist

hey do me a favor and reblog this if you’re still in the criminal minds fandom. i want to see how many are still here in 2020. so far it seems like a good amount but i’m curious

Yandere!Nightmare x Cross.

Warning: Gore, graphic

"Cross my love... don't hide from me.~" Nightmare said. His tentacles were covered in blood of Cross' friends.

Cross was shaking. He was hiding behind a dumpster in an alleyway. You see, Nightmare had murdered everyone. Horror, Ink, Error, Killer, Lust, even Dream. They were all dead. Blood was everywhere. The town was massacred. Cross could see someone's head torn off. He could see the neck bone, how the eyes were wide, how the lips where ripped off. How the blood poured.

Nightmare could sense emotions, but this time it was harder. He wasn't sane and fear came from every direction, making it almost impossible to find him.

Cross was holding Ink when he died a very brutal death. Ink was hit over and over again, being healed, then hurt over again, until Nightmare snapped his neck.

Cross couldn't help. He was to busy trying to break free from his chains. And he did. He managed to cut a tentacle off, allowing him to hold Ink before he dusted. Nightmare's tentacle regrew of course, and Cross ran.

Of course people tried to stop Nightmare. But they couldn't. Error put up quite the fight. Error was the last friend Cross saw alive. Although he heard a very loud snap a few minutes prior.

The town's folks screamed, attacked, hid, and died. Cross Chara wasn't responding. "Oh Cross~ Where are you my love? I promise I won't hurt you unless you make me." Nightmare sang.

Cross' closed were a crimson red. The dumpster Cross was hiding behind moved. Crosby's eyes widened and tears fell. Nightmare smiled and healed down. "P-PleAsE- d-D-d-dOn'T hUrT mE!" Cross sobbed. "Oh love... I would never hurt you~ Come home with me...." Nightmare ordered, his eyes softening at the sight of Cross.

"Y-YOu'rE INSANE!" Cross shouted, hitting Nightmare, trying to get away from him. But he couldn't. Nightmare frowned.

Snap.

Cross screamed in pain has his leg was broken. "I didn't want to do that love.... but you left me no choice." Nightmare said. Cross cried harder, his vision blurring. Nightmare pressed their mouths together. He only pressed harder when Cross didn't kiss back. Cross whimpered and slowly kissed back. Nightmare pulled away, satisfied, and picked up Cross, holding him in his arms.

"Let's go home my love."

Overheated

Even my parents and friends.

No one is safe when I die.

When I die, I'm gonna be a bitch and take everyone down with me.

No, see, now I imagine Edward as a secret theater nerd instead of Chris.

And I hope its true.

Edward: BRING IT ON, NERD FROM HELL!

Isaac: You could at least be more sophisticated…

Edward: Dost thou wish to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Isaac: Even worse somehow.

Guess what

@deadfire910isstanningninjago

I have another account lmao

Drawing more ._ .

Gotta little carried away with the shading stuff :/

Not too sure about how undyne turned out -./_-./

Little random

I m b e i n g a c c e p t e d -

Cross: What the-!? Why is your back all scratched up?!

Passive! Nightmare: *Flashback to messing with a rabid raccoon after Cross told him not to*

Passive! Nightmare: ..I’m having an affair!

Felt like making a comic about Nightmare and his dummies uwu